Poems by Emily Dickinson-3
LII.

Emily Dick

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Is bliss, then, such abyss

I must not put my foot amiss

For fear I spoil my shoe?

I'd rather suit my foot

Than save my boot,

For yet to buy another pair

Is possible

At any fair.

But bliss is sold just once;

The patent lost

None buy it any more.

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